Chapter 112: Judge Steals the Pill

When the time comes.

The city god and the four judges appeared in the palace.

Everyone immediately stopped talking and looked at the first-level Shinto who had been in Luojing for hundreds of years.

"Everyone, I am honored to be favored by His Majesty and give you the elixir."

As the City God spoke, a spiritual light fell in the middle of the hall, and a black stone pillar slowly rose up, with a jade box placed on it.

"Such a treasure is rare in the world, and I share it with you today!"

After the words fell, the jade box was opened.

Wisps of pure Yang spiritual light emitted, which actually dissipated a lot of the coldness of the Yin Division.

"It's really a pure Yang elixir!"

A figure appeared next to the stone pillar, a real man wearing a fiery red robe.

According to the introduction of Zhang Cheng in the Book of Changes, this human being named Chi Yuan is the master of Luojing Fire Spirit Temple and a master of alchemy and weapon refining.

"Pure Yang Qi!"

Zhang Cheng's figure flashed and landed next to Chi Yuan, constantly opening his mouth to breathe.

The most difficult part of transforming the Yin God into the Yang God is to refine the pure Yang breath.

Everything in the world is composed of yin and yang. Only extremely rare places can breed pure yang things and exude pure yang aura.

The Yin God continues to refine and accumulate until the Yin Qi in the soul is completely replaced, and the Yang God naturally becomes the Yang God.

The process sounds simple, but in fact, second- and third-grade monks are not uncommon, and only one in ten thousand can achieve first-grade.

The current high-ranking experts in Daqian have been accumulated for hundreds of thousands of years.

Seeing Zhang Cheng's shamelessness, others immediately followed suit and stepped forward to "taste the elixir."

Zhou Yi sat where he was, tasting the Yinsi's unique Bi'an wine, which has the effect of nourishing the Yinshen.

"Hey, why don't you go over?"

Hong Yue said: "Although Zhang Cheng is not a good person, he has a temper that means he will suffer if he does not take advantage. It is necessary to learn from it."

"It has been less than a year since I condensed the yin spirit. Ordinary fire cannot enter, and I cannot refine the pure yang breath."

Zhou Yi asked back: "Why don't Fellow Daoist Hong go there?"

"My yin spirit is injured, and I have long since stopped thinking about my yang spirit."

Hong Yue pointed at Zhang Cheng and said: "I have been here for hundreds of years and still can't let go. A few days ago, I stole the power of incense and fire to try to make up for the lack of Yin and God."

Zhang Cheng first practiced martial arts, then practiced Yin Shen after reaching Qi refinement, and then practiced martial arts exterior scene after becoming successful in Yin Shen.

The strength of martial arts and Taoist cultivators is far superior to that of the same level. However, the Yin God is lacking, which completely cuts off the hope of the Yang God.

"Old Zhang..."

Zhou Yi was speechless, looking at Zhang Cheng who was clinging to the restriction and refining the pure Yang aura of the elixir.

Who would have thought that lingering in Chunfeng Tower every day, careless and neglectful, would lead to obsession.

"This elixir is actually real!"

Zhou Yi did not stop Zhang Cheng from stepping forward because he sensed that the elixir was really made from some kind of fairy material.

Think about it, Luo Jing City God has lived for hundreds of years, how could he not see elixirs or immortal materials? Emperor Jingtai would definitely be embarrassed if he rewarded them with fakes.

After the City God and everyone else appreciated it, he waved his hand to stop the light from flashing, blocking out the pure Yang energy.

Raising the wine glass high, he said: "Everyone, have a drink and thank your Majesty for the gift!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the gift!"

Everyone below agreed in unison, but I don’t know how sincere they were.

After the elixir was rewarded, the banquet became a routine, drinking and discussing Taoism.

Drinking and eating are the easiest ways to bring people closer together. Even if they are fair-weather friends, they are better than no friends at all.

The same is true for monks. They don't have to have a close relationship to be considered a Taoist friend.

On weekdays, small talk is limited to exchanging news and talking about Taoism. It is also good not to come to the door if you have a request or misfortune.

Zhou Yi gained a lot of contact information and made an appointment to discuss mysteries in the future.

After walking around and coming back, I saw Zhang Cheng still looking at the elixir blankly, pouring wine and drinking unconsciously.

"Brother Zhang, do you really want the elixir that much?"

"Who doesn't want it? The old Taoist has never tasted the elixir. If it can make up for the soul..."

Zhang Cheng was talking when he suddenly saw the elixir and disappeared.

There were many people in the palace who paid attention to the elixir. They heard a sound of surprise, and then fell into silence. They all looked at the City God in the first place.

The City God's face was gloomy, and the wine glass in his hand shattered with a bang, obviously furious.

The things given by His Majesty must be kept well, otherwise it will be considered disrespectful, not to mention that the Pure Yang Elixir is also an extremely precious treasure in the eyes of a first-grade monk.

Slowly sweeping through the people in the hall, even if he didn't steal the elixir, he couldn't help but feel timid when facing the gloomy-looking City God.

Hurrah!

The twenty-fourth chief officer sealed the City God's Hall and prohibited anyone from entering or exiting.

The city god thought for a moment and said to the judge behind him who rewarded good deeds.

"Go to the Ministry of Punishment and have your heart checked quickly!"

"As you command!"

The good judge bowed down to accept the order, and the incense's magical power circulated and disappeared.

The entire Luo Jing is within the City God's Domain. As long as they consume the power of incense, they can theoretically appear and leave any location.

After a while, the good judge returned to the main hall, holding a two-foot-square treasure mirror in his arms.

The mirror has a copper back and a silver surface, with ferocious beasts carved on it, currently sleeping with its eyes closed.

The City God said solemnly: "Everyone should recognize this mirror, and I don't need to say anything more. Whoever steals the elixir and hands it over at this time, I will be careful of inner demons and will not be held accountable!"

All the monks in the hall looked at each other, but no one said a word.

"Then ask your heart!"

The city god's divine power continued to fall on the mind-asking mirror, and the ferocious beast slowly opened its eyes.

The mirror emits light, starting from the person on the front left, Aka Yuan Zhenren, and shining backward one by one.

All thirty-seven of the invited god-refining masters passed it through, and nothing unusual happened.

After looking in the mirror, everyone felt relieved.

Chi Yuan stepped forward and said, "Senior Ming Ling, there are not only us in the hall, but also the officials of the underworld!"

The Judge of Rewarding Goodness, who was in the state of questioning his heart, said coldly, "What does True Man Chi Yuan mean? We share honor and disgrace with you. Would we steal the elixir?"

Chi Yuan asked back, "Even the real body has selfish desires, don't the judges have any?"

The guests in the hall nodded in agreement after hearing this. They had eliminated their doubts at this time and were all watching the show.

The City God of Luojing is a first-class Shinto who is feared by the world, but he cannot embarrass everyone too much. Among the guests, such as Hong Yue and Chi Yuan, there are also first-class masters behind them.

"Continue to question your heart. Your Majesty's great grace must not be lost!"

The City God once again consumed his divine power to activate the Mirror of Questioning the Heart. Silver light gradually shone from the twenty-four chief officials below to the four judges.

The Mirror of Questioning the Heart, which had no reaction at first, was reflected on the Judge of Punishing Evil. The mirror surface suddenly showed many pictures.

In the picture, the Judge of Punishment sneaked into the bottom of the hall a few days ago, set up a formation and prohibition, and left a soul clone.

The elixir was on the City God before, but today, for the convenience of everyone to appreciate, it was temporarily placed on the stone pillar.

The Judge of Punishment controlled the formation, performed the art of transportation, and stole the elixir.

Seeing this scene, the silent Judge of Punishment slowly stepped forward.

"My Lord, I stole the elixir."

The City God looked sad: "Why? You have worked with me for 327 years. Have I done anything wrong to you?"

"No, my Lord is fair and has protected me for hundreds of years. I am as kind as a rebirth!"

The Judge of Punishment knelt down and said: "In recent years, the incense and divine power have been increasingly scarce. I am destined to be hopeless. When I heard that your Majesty would reward me with an elixir, I had the idea..."

Everyone felt the same and showed sympathy when they heard it.

Only Zhou Yi had a strange expression on his face, watching the City God of Luojing and the Judge of Punishment... acting!